【☆★Notice★☆】 In the afterword,
a very important announcement is written.
I hope you read it to the end. 《Kisawa Perspective》
“Get up! Prisoner Number 930!”
A dull pain shot through my abdomen with a squelching thud.
Kisawa slowly opened his eyes.
A sharp-eyed guard was looking down at him.
“Hurry up and get outside! Number 930!” ”……Tch.”
As he muttered a curse, the guard casually slapped Kisawa across the cheek.
“Ow! What the hell are you doing?!”
“Shut up! Get up and get out of this cell right now!”
”……Tch, you don’t have to yell at me, I’ll do it anyway!”
Kusuo Kisogawa followed the guard outside.
As they walked, Kusuo recalled how things had led to this point.
……He had been moving to avenge himself against Okaya Mitsuhiko.
But his plot was exposed, and he ended up captured by the hands of Akiyama Highlands.
After that, Kusuo was put on trial.
Kusuo, who had thought it would be a life sentence…….
‘Kusuo Kisogawa is sentenced to ninety days imprisonment.’ ……Hi-hi-ih, Kusuo let out a cackle.
“I thought I’d be rotting in a cell till the day I died, and look—I’m walking out the door in just ninety days…… hi-hi-hi! Don’t know why or how, but in ninety days, I’m free!”
While being hurried along by the guard, Kusuo was still vowing revenge in his heart.
(Memorize this, Okaya……! The day I walk out those prison gates in ninety days, you’re the first one I’m going to kick the shit out of!)
……But Kusuo was a fool.
He hadn’t felt the slightest bit of unease about such a ridiculous sentence as ninety days imprisonment.
“Well, what’s gonna happen to me now?” “Get out.” “Huh?” “GET OUT!”
Kisogawa was brought up to the prison rooftop. There was nothing around him to block anything out.
He looked up at the sky to see the sunlight pouring down in intense beams.
Just standing there, sweat began to break out on him.
“Restrain that man with [that].” The guard ordered his subordinate.
Gripped by the subordinates, Kisogawa was led over to [it] installed on the rooftop. “Th-these straps… a crucifix…”
There stood a cross, looking exactly like something out of a religious painting.
Kisogawa had his hands and feet fixed to the cross.
“W-what the hell… what are you guys gonna do now? ! You’re not going to burn me alive or somethin’?”
However, the guard just smiled with a smirk.
“We’re not going to take the easy way out of killing you. That person is rather… furious with you. Killing you would be too soft a method to save your soul.”
Kisogawa tilted his head in confusion inwardly.
(That boss guy is some old dude from Kaita Kogen, isn’t he? He doesn’t take the easy way out, and yet… ninety days imprisonment? …What the hell is going on…?)
Kisogawa did feel a certain unease, however…
“Right then, inmate 930. From here on, you’re going to have to endure this blazing heat.”
That’s right… there’s no cover here, so the sun hits you dead center.
Sizzling… the sunlight began to scorch Kisogawa’s skin.
“Haa… haa… ah, it’s so hot…” Kisogawa raised his face.
The grandfather clock indicated that not even an hour had passed yet.
“From now until sunset, you stay right here.”
“Haa… haa… w… water…”
But the guards just smirked and refused to give him any.
One hour passed… two hours…
His thirst had long since reached its peak. Yet no one would bring him water. Three hours… four hours…
Consciousness began to fade, blurred and hazy. Her skin burned, it hurt…… Five hours…… six hours……
“Aaah……………uhhh……………”
Kisogawa could no longer hold on…… her mind buckling under the strain. Splash……! “Cough!” “Hah!”
“Look, I’ve finally given you the water you’ve been begging for.”
Water was thrown in her face, keeping her from passing out. “Damnit… what the hell are you doing?!”
“I gave you water, and not a thank you. Looks like you need some discipline,” he said, and one of his underlings stepped forward.
In that hand was gripped a Taser. Kisogawa’s eyes went wide in shock.
“W-Wait, stop! I just got drenched with water!”
“Relax. Inmate 930. The voltage is suppressed so you won’t die.”
“But that doesn’t mean…! Stop it! Please, stop!”
But the guard pressed the Taser against Kisogawa without hesitation and flipped the switch.
“KYAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” Violent current surged through her body. Pain akin to death swept over him.
“Well, you’re still in one piece! Have at it again!”
“GYAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”
It was like that until sunset, being battered and abused the whole time.
Once his restraints were removed, Kisosawa was thrown back into his cell.
“Dammnn… you… damn you…”
“Why am I going through this…?” he muttered.
“But… 89 days left… just 89 more days… and I get out of prison…”
Kisosawa moved closer to the wall and scratched a [one] mark with his nails, forming a tally character.
“Eighty-nine more days of enduring it… then… I’ll get out of here… and first things first, I’m gonna tear that Okaya to shreds…” Kisosawa lost consciousness. Eighty-nine days left on his sentence.
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